I am writing from an area close to Raleigh, NC helping my best friend get moved and settled into her brand new home.  I landed very early Saturday morning after taking a blissfully empty red eye flight from LA and we immediately went to work.  Unpacking, cleaning, organizing packing materials and boxes for recycling, putting away dishes, linens, photo albums and toiletries.  Mundane work on the surface, but filled with so much meaning as I think of what a treat it is to help this dear friend of mine turn an empty space into her own dreamy nest.

We all give of ourselves to the world – especially those closest to us – in a variety of ways.  Different people and circumstances call upon us to provide different types of support, and often times it is the tiniest of things that make the most difference throughout the struggles, changes, celebrations, heartaches and victories we all experience during our lives.  Many times it is nothing more than sending a card or even a small email saying, "How are you doing?" that gives someone that little bit of support they need to make it through the day.  Right now my friend is moving into her new home, and after having moved a bazillion times over the years, this is something I have a bizarre gift for, and I am so happy I have this to offer her.  The strangest things sometimes turn out to be the most valuable things to someone, somewhere along the line.  And in between those tasks, to do lists and "helpful things" we all do for each other, there are the quiet conversations over a glass of wine, the hysterical laughter looking at old pictures from backpacking trips through Europe and the just-about-to-fall-asleep moments when you realize you are not alone in the world and you are, in fact, very deeply loved.